This morning, I was out in the wee hours for a run. Yes, it was dark, but I've gotten used to that now.
The thermometer said that it was 45 degrees, so I dressed accordingly and headed out into the dark abyss. It was a little chilly, but I knew I'd warm up once I got moving. Sheesh, yes!
I swear I felt the temperature rise 5 to 7 degrees in about 30 seconds, like someone turned on a heat lamp, minus the light! Suddenly, I had on one layer too many. But oh well, I trudged onward, hoping it was a freak hot wind current I was just passing through. Then I had the thought...
"I wonder if this is a hot flash..."
Seriously, I don't think I've ever had one. Heard of 'em, sure, but had the "pleasure" of one? Don't think so. I don't know much about them, preferring instead to just avoid the topic altogether
So there I was. Out there running. In the dark. With too many clothes on. Feeling all old-ladyish or whatever.
It did eventually cool down from the initial heat surge, but I still think I could've done without some piece of clothing. When I returned back to the house, I checked the thermometer...
AHA! Rejoice!! It said 51 degrees. So there HAD been some chinook wind or something that blew in some hot air!
Nothing like a bit of gerascophobia to wake you up in the morning!
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6 comments:
Here is Jerry's guide for women and clothing. When in doubt go with less.
but tastefully so.
Just wait till your joints start talking back to you. Old age - It's not for wimps.
Whew! Close call! I've heard much about the famous hot-flash, but so far, I've managed to escape this "pleasure" too.
labels: clueless....hahaha
you make me laugh.
the hot flash isn't just feeling warm; its like a sudden flush that (to me) also makes me a bit dizzy.
You will KNOW when it hits!
Girl, our town IS a hot-flash. In many ways.
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